Nothing (...but a Fragile Dream)
Life is nothing
But a fragile
Dream
And world around makes me awake from my deep sleep
And will inside me is whispering that it’s too sick
I cannot run but sent my last hope to the skies
And let my dying spirit free to navigating through the stars
It’s back to me so tired
It’s back to me so tired
Of the stars
But a fragile
Dream
And world around makes me awake from my deep sleep
And will inside me is whispering that it’s too sick
I cannot run but sent my last hope to the skies
And let my dying spirit free to navigating through the stars
It’s back to me so tired
It’s back to me so tired
Of the stars
Is breaking my desire
Is breaking my desire to avoid Nothing turns my life...
(... el futuro, la empatía, la esperanza; como la vida misma: ya no hay nada... más que un sueño frágil del que aún vale la pena aferrarse...)
- V (MMVIII)